With a big trial breathing down my neck, there’s a ton of stuff due tomorrow. And I have a class to teach and a life to lead. There’s too much work to do, too fast. “It’s not fair,” I said to my adversary today. “You have all these other lawyers and people helping you, and I have one paralegal.” He laughed. “It’s not fair,” he agreed sympathetically. That won’t stop him from pressing his boot down on my neck, of course. But he understands. That’s the kind of business we’re in.
…Look, I’m going to talk someone out of going to law school, eventually.